Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Do you ever feel like you're reliving the same day over and over and over again. . .just in a different pair of pajama pants? With maybe some added vomit to your hair? Do you ever feel like you're repeating yourself? Hmm. . .I really need to get out of the house. Things have been a little stressful around here. Olivia threw up all of her bottle again today and it seemed unrelated to the phenobarb. We talked to her pediatrician's office today, so hopefully we'll figure out what we can do to help her. We're having trouble finding a formula that works for her. Breastmilk is not tolerated very well for some reason, so I'm officially giving up on that. She is on Reglan, but it hasn't been weight-adjusted since she was in the hospital. We're hoping to let her outgrow her dosage. It's just been one of those weeks, so you'll have to forgive me if I don't write a lot.

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*delurking* I've been reading your blog for a while now but this post I had to respond to. My daughters were born 15 weeks prematurely and I had exactly the same problem with them not tolerating breastmilk. It really hurt the day I had to empty 30l down the bath (I'd been pumping and freezing for 4 months by that time). Our neonatologist told us that breastmilk is not the best nutrition for preemies!?!

My son was only 3 weeks early but he was a spitter upper. My breastmilk and numerous different kinds of formulas. The doctors said there was not a lot they could do as long as he was gaining weight. I know it is a huge pain in the rear constantly dealing with that. She seems to be healthy and thriving though. I ended up putting my son on regular cows milk way before the pediatrician recommended and he did great and is a very healthy 7 yr old now. Hang in there!

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I unexpectedly gave birth at 23 weeks to micro-preemie twins on August 27, 2007. Olivia Paige weighed just 1 lb 1.5 oz and was 11.5 inches long. Logan William weighed just 1 lb 1.75 oz and was 11.5 inches long. Our sweet Logan passed away after 1 month and 1 day. After 105 days, we were able to bring Olivia home. She is our miracle, our survivor, our joy. . .On November 20, 2012 we welcomed little sister, Abigail, into our lives. She was born at 35 weeks, but only spent 8 days in the hospital before coming home. We feel very blessed.To contact Ryan and Jodi you may email them at: jsail63@hotmail.com or joglunt@hotmail.com

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Remembering Logan William Glunt

August 27, 2007 - September 28, 2007

Never Before

NEVER BEFOREby Jodi Glunt

Never before have I known such loveAs that which I feel in my heart.My beautiful daughter, although physically petiteFills up an enormous part.

Never before have I seen such strengthFrom a person who weighed but a pound.And yet she’s a fighter through and throughWith very little that gets her down.

Never before have I heard such laughterWith an energy and zest for life.She consistently shows me the wonder and joyWhile overlooking the pain and strife.

Never before have I felt such mercyFrom a God who has allowed me to raiseThis miraculous, amazing daughter of mineOn earth, throughout all of my days.

A micropreemie shattering every predictionAbout the life she had in store.Teaching us all about the miracles within usThat we never quite realized before.

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Playing In Heaven Instead by Jodi Glunt

You were the perfect little boyOf whom we always dreamed.Did you know we had your name picked out?All along or so it seemed.

You even had your daddy’s handsSo miniature in size.In life we never got to hold youOr even see your opened eyes.

We had so many plans for you.Did you know you are a twin?I wanted you to grow up together.What a pair you would have been!

I wanted to take you to the parkAnd push you on the swing.I wanted to teach you how to walk,And read and write and sing.

I wanted to show you a fire truckAnd let you ride upon a horse.I wanted to take you to the zooTo see the giraffes, of course.

I wanted you to watch cartoonsAnd play video games with dad.And you and I would take a napOh, the times we would have had.

But, your mommy’s plans were not to be.“I have other plans,” God said.“You won't be playing in life’s playgroundYou’ll be playing in heaven instead.”

And although I ache with sadnessAnd in my arms I long to hold.I’ll see you again in heavenWhen my story on earth’s been told.

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A thousand tiny firefliesParading through the nightIlluminate the starless skiesWith incandescent lightThey are miracles, here on earthSo bold, so strong, so wiseAnd bring to life a sense of worthFor those who lack great size.

Some of this life’s smaller treasuresAre the ones which matter moreThan the larger joys and pleasuresThat we have grown to adoreVolume is not as essentialAs the gift that lies insideSmaller souls with much potentialWho shall never be denied.

A thousand tiny firefliesParading through the nightIlluminate the starless skiesWith incandescent lightThese children, while born prematureAre testaments of worthTheir spirits bold, their futures sureTo ever bless the earth.